Chapter 15
Jason's POV
Fear overcame me as the mask was removed. The blood red smile. The dark green hair. The ghastly white skin. The image that resides in my dreams.
No.
The Joker's the Skull. No. This doesn't make any sense.
"Are things any clearer yet, Jay-Bird?" The clown mocked.
Still in shock, I gave no reply.
"Well then, allow me to explain… Harley!" he screamed as she waltzed in.
That's when it hit me. I hadn't been sleeping with Vicky from the diner near my apartment. I'd been sleeping with Harley Quinn! Holy shit!
"I've always known your identities. I've known since the day Mommy Dearest sold you to me… I killed you that day. I remember sitting perfectly still, waiting for the Bat to show up and find me and he did. I was so sure that I'd win. I killed his precious birdy, so he should have killed me. But, he didn't! The only thing he said was your name! Your fucking name! Then he sent me to the hospital for six months! Six fucking months!" he screamed before taking a deep breath and continuing. "And do you know what happened to me the day I got out? Big brother showed up. You know, he took your death a lot harder than you think… He sent me to the hospital for another six months! The only thing he said was your name! And then Timmy over there showed up. But, we won't talk about him just yet… Anyway, you came back. I knew it was you. You came after me. You made Daddy choose between you and me and Daddy chose me. He's always loved me more than you. But, you you're back. You're alive."
"I stumbled across your old friend, dying from bullet wounds that you gave him. He was more than happy to tell me what I needed to know. This took years to plan. Finally, my little welcome back party for you is finished. You see, Jason, I hired an old associate of your big brother's… I'm sure you're familiar with Slade Wilson. I needed his… connections to trick you into believing that the skulls were real. We planted a tiny thought into your head that you were one of them. We gave you a tattoo and new memories as well as restored a few nightmares."
It wasn't real? It wasn't real.
Harley soon strutted over to him as he groped her. "Then I sent my Harley to watch you. I sent her to find something you care about. And she did. Whoever would've thought you'd be so fond of your little replacement? I certainly didn't, but if taking the kid was going to get you to play my game, then I might as well. And all those shots you took were courtesy of Scarecrow, Mad Hatter, Hugo Strange, and Deathstroke. I made a deal with all of them. You've pissed off a lot of people and that is never a good thing."
His lips brushed against my ear and his sharp claws dug into my chin as he forced me to look at Tim.
"Take a good hard look at Timmy. See anything familiar?"
He's in the same spot as Shelia was. He's even tied in a similar fashion.
"You can't save him this time, Jason. You can't even save yourself this time." The clown whispered as I jerked away from him.
The feeling of fear was beginning to be replaced by anger.
"Fuck you!" I growled as he roughly backhanded me.
"Language! There are children present!" he chided. "But, I'm a fair man. I'm going to let you make a choice, Jason… Who should get a visit from Mr. Crowbar? You or Timmy?" he asked as Harley handed him the bloodstained weapon.
I glanced at Tim. He was straining against his binds as he shouted muffled protests.
"Me." I whispered.
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Hope that made sense... Did anyone figure out it was the Joker and Harley Quinn? Cause, there are several clues in previous chapters...
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